5 Hours Ago

5 hours ago, everything was fine.

5 hours ago, I could have spent time with you,
and that would have been all right.
We could have walked outside,
In the sunlight, or in the rain.
5 hours ago.

5 hours ago, I could have called you,
and that would have been all right.
No one would have hung up the phone.
No one would have yelled and screamed.
5 hours ago.

5 hours ago, I could have spoken with you,
and that would have been all right.
No conversations other than casual ones
would have been necessary.
5 hours ago.

5 hours ago, I could have touched you,
and that would have been all right.
I could have felt your perfect skin,
inhaled your wonderful scent.
5 hours ago.

5 hours ago, I could have seen you again,
and that would have been all right.
I could have set a time and place to meet,
Anywhere, just to be with you.
5 hours ago.

5 hours ago, I could have seen your face without crying,
The tears welling up in my eyes,
the sob bursting out of my throat,
screaming like a wounded animal.

But that time is past.